Yan Shi now noticed that the handkerchief in his hand had already been soaked with sweat. He laughed awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes, I will definitely wash it clean before returning it to you."
Zhuo Yun gave him a glance, floated upwards, and landed next to Xing Er. She recited an elf spell, speeding up the growth of the branches on the tree. Soon, the growing vines around where Xing Er was sleeping formed a small room. It had drafts coming from all directions, but from the outside, it was hard to tell there was someone inside. Zhuo Yun squeezed in, then stuck her head back out and said to Yan Shi, "Let us know when you're leaving. I want to use the vitality and spiritual energy here to help the princess regain some of her strength. This way, her bloodline of the Elf King can last a bit longer." With that, she gave a charming smile and then disappeared back inside the treehouse. A faint green light skimmed through the trees briefly.